Manipulated by Camus

I finished "The Fall" today. According to my marks in the margins, I've actually read this before, at least to within the last 10 pages, but I didn't remember a word of it. In grammar school, we learned that you can't write a story in 2nd person. The reason for this now I understand isn't that it's impossible, but that it's cruel. I became the character to whom the author was speaking. Even when I wasn't reading the book, during the day, I was that 2nd person. And to learn that I had driven the protagonist to his provacative end, what kind of man am I? "It's always too late. Fortunately." Oh dreadful, so revealing.